"You're Beautiful"

Sometimes it can suck, being five foot two,

Like when I can't reach the memory, of you.

You wrote those words up so high on my glass,

Before you left, that's when I saw you last.
Maybe tomorrow, I'll wipe you away,
Or maybe I'll see you again, one day.

First Date

You spent the night between my legs,

My thighs gripping tight and my arms wrapped around you.

Breathing heavy, holding on for dear life,

As you showed me the city from the back of your bike.

Across The Sea

I spent the night in Paris, stretched out on the couch.

Your moves so slow, watching me watch you.

I tried to be professional, I tried to act cool.

But at the end of the night, you knew I wanted you too.